PAIN OF LOSS
Your skin is so cold
Your hands can’t grip mine
Your blue eyes are unfocused
Your chest no longer breaths
Your brother paces the room
My heart hurts
My eyes fill with tears
My breath is unsteady
My hands shake
My voice turns to whimpers
But you’re in a better place now,
Free of pain
Free of suffering
Be happy my friend
-Brianne
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